Bright Moon - a land sullied by mystery and the ravaging scars of a terrible fire. Abandoned as a pack land for years, the terra has been used as a gathering place for the brazen and bloodthirsty drawn there by the lingering pall of death. Yet from the ashes there comes an unordained phoenix, the rainbow hues of hope glinting in her mismatched globes. Through the obsidian drapes obscuring the scenery, she alone was able to catch the perfumed aroma of new life on the breeze and hear the sluggish streams flowing ever swifter into the morning.

Thus, with a purpose, she set out to map the incognita, discovering daily the extent of the reawakening and unearthing within herself a desire to return the landscape to its former glory. Now she stands tall as privileged Alpha of the lands, lording over the rock-strewn prairie and bountiful forests with a firm but gentle paw.

Having finally realized her deepest longing to be a queen, Satowra is focused solely on the revival and maintenance of the Bright Moon Pack. Her question to each prospective warrior that comes to the border is simple:

"Do you have what it takes?"

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☁ You come to me with scars on your wrist, you tell me this will be the last night feeling like this ☁


The waves were s0ft as the blue colored brute looked on at them. He was gently being lulled by them, making his unwilling mind to start to fall asleep. His body was exhausted from lack of sleep over these past months. It was hard for him to sleep. He would see those creatures chasing him and his original tempest. He imagines the way his family, his mother and dying at the hands of these creatures. The many nights he slept alone, covered in mud and gunk. Now that he was here in this pack, he wondered what would become of him.

Would he be helpful? Would he cause more than he was worth? Would creatures come looking with him to harm him? He wouldn’t subject these wolves to protect him, he would go willingly with anyone that came for him because he would not see someone get hurt over him. Just as he was about to fall asleep the beast heard someone yell at him. ”HEY. YOU OVER THERE. WHY ARE YOU ALL THOSE COLORS?” Yuka jumped up and spun around looking over to the fae talking to him and then back down at himself.

Was he really that strange looking? He whimpered and pinned his ears back tucking his plume under his stomach. His head tilted down and he sighed. ”I am all these colors because I’m a strange monster from another land, I was born with this curse..” He whimpered and looked down at the sand wishing he could disappear in it.


☁ I’ll wrap you in my arms and I won’t let go, I’m everything you need me to be. ☁

✾ UY Member Stoken to CO ✾ Afraid of finding other Rainbows ✾ Disgraced like a fallen angel ✾ Plaything of Rini ✾ Words: 258✾












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